Chapter 02 Settling into life

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7:00 AM

Quiet snores filled the room as the sunlight filled the small bedroom on the second floor of the Turner Household. Everything was quiet in the room as Timmy sawed logs in the small twin bed, while Cosmo and Wanda slept on in their small castle at the bottom of the fishbowl on the desk with an alarm clock on the night stand opposite of the desk reading: 6:59 a.m.

The beauty of the morning was broken with the loud shrill cry from the alarm clock. Timmy turned over half awake and blindly hit the source of noise, turning off the offending item. Timmy lied on his stomach, in his warm bed for a moment before turning over again and sitting up in his bed, feeling drained from last night.

As his brain woke up, his eyes wandered around his room: going from the closet in the back, to the small toy box nearby, he glanced at the personal bathroom on the left side with a long lamp near the corner, the clear window was letting in a large amount of sunlight, a long four drawer desk had a small gold fishbowl with a small castle at the bottom, he glared at the small grey alarm clock reading 7:03 a.m. while sitting on top a one drawer nightstand before looking at the exit door.

'Was it all a dream?' Timmy asked while he rubbed his eye

'I don't think so; we didn't have a fishbowl before.' Terry responded with after a yawn.

Timmy pushed the blanket and walked to the bathroom for his mourning routine while Cosmo and Wanda had breakfast inside the castle. When Timmy got emerged from the bathroom and got dressed in his usual pink t-shirt and blue jeans, Cosmo and Wanda were floating outside the fishbowl.

"Hi Timmy!" Cosmo and Wanda exclaimed when they saw Timmy

"Hi Cosmo, hi Wanda!" Timmy said with a smile 'So it wasn't a dream, I'm feel so relived.'

"So you guys aren't afraid of me?" Timmy asked in a small timid voice with a scared face, "And I'm not forcing you guys to stay with me?"

"Nope," Wanda confirmed with a gentle smile on her face, "in fact, that's why we have a fish bowl it's a more permanent accommodation."

"Yea," Cosmo said with a warm happy smile on his face, "it may not look like it, but it's our little portable home."

"Really? It looks kind of small…" Timmy pointed at the fish bowl.

Cosmo was about to say something when a call rang out from downstairs "TOMMY, BREAKFAST!"

Timmy simply sighed, "I'm going to go have breakfast. I'll talk to you guys later."

He walked out the door and down the stairs, double checking he had his watch on his right wrist and his pink hat was on his head before meeting his parents in the kitchen.

"Morning son!" His dad exclaimed, as usual, with a large fake smile on his face as he read the paper.

His mom remained silent as she put two bowls of Cold Cereal in front of Timmy and a hot cup of coffee in front of his dad before sitting down at the table with them with her own steaming cup. The room was filled with awkward silence, like it was every morning, as his mom had a granola bar and a cup of morning tea and his dad had his first cup of black coffee and slice of plain toast.

'So here we go again, this morning is just like every other morning with them.' Timmy snidely commented, 'This silence will last a few minutes, before Mother will strike up some kind of conversation with Father, usually about something idiotic, and pretend we're not here.'

'Well... at least you have your parents,' Terrence thought, but then shockingly stopped him.

Timmy knew all to well why, 'Hey Terrence... I though you have gotten over the fact that your parents abandoned you on the day we were born. But know this, I will never leave you.'

'I know Timmy... I am happy that you saved me,' Terrence said.

As if on cue, Timmy's mom asked, "Hey Honey, what do the horse races say about yesterday's results?"

Timmy's dad scanned the paper before responding "Well, Doomsdale managed to place first, while the Dark Laser came in a close second and…"

Timmy tuned out the rest of what his dad was saying while eating the bland cereal with cold milk he would have every morning. The kitchen was now filled with quiet, casual conversation instead of awkward silence; while Timmy let his thoughts fade into last night's dreams.

Last Night (Timmy's Point of View)

I was walking down a large bare hallway; it was made of coarse dark gray stones with black lamps, hanging on the walls, spaced apart every couple of feet and a long dark red carpet in the center. The flames flickered, casting shadows along the walls, before I saw a strange glint at the end of the long hallway. With each movement of the flames, the glint kept shining like it was calling me. I walked towards the strange glint; my bare feet were silent against the soft red carpet.

As I travelled down the hall the glint was becoming brighter until I reached the end of the long hallway. I saw a strange mirror at the end, it was full body mirror, the front was perfect reflective glass, with a smooth aged oak frame and it seemed to be glued to wall. When I stood in front of the mirror, it was just me standing there and I couldn't seem to take my eyes off it.

I was standing there in my pink pajamas, right in the middle, before a strange green glint covered the mirror. When the glint cleared, I saw Cosmo floating next to me with a goofy smile while he waved. Another glint covered the mirror, this time it was a bright pink, and Wanda floated with a gentle smile and her arms at her side. I couldn't help but smile at the warm feelings surrounding me.

I jumped when a third glint covered the mirror, the surprising part that it was a coal black. I saw Terry standing there in dark purple pajamas with a small smile tugging at his lips, but Cosmo and Wanda changed dramatically: Wanda had a full smile but with crooked teeth, her eyes were still the same bright pink, but her hair, skin and shirt was a dark blue.

Cosmo, on the other hand, had two curved fangs with his straight teeth, he had a monocle on his right eye, he wore a strange business shirt with a weird triangle thing at the top with a pin in the center (AN: I have no idea was his shirt thing is call XP), and his skin and hair were dark blue with his eyes the same bright green.

The biggest thing was Wanda's crown was black, Cosmo wore a dark blue bowler hat in place of a crown, and black leathery bat wings replaced their clear fly-like wings. I raised my hand and Terry mirrored my ever movement. Hand raised, hand raised, waving a hand, waving a hand. I put my hand against the cold glass of the mirror and Terry did the same, I could see that his fingers were longer than mine. Then Terry smiled before moving his mouth, like he was saying something, but I could hear a stead obnoxious beeping that started faint and was getting louder. Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep! BEEP!

End of Dream (End of Timmy's Point of View)

"-go and get your bag it's time for school." Timmy's thoughts were broken when he noticed that his mom was talking to him and his bowl was empty. Timmy check his watch

'7:30a.m.? How long was I in day dreaming?'

'I'm not sure, but I got pulled into Wonderland with you.'

'Sorry,' Timmy got up, grabbing his bowl, and walked to the sink and rinsed his bowl.

He went to the table and pushed his chair in, to avoid having his mom snap at him about forgetting to push his chair in, and headed upstairs again. He opened the door to see Cosmo and Wanda as goldfish in their bowl. Timmy grabbed his backpack from underneath his bed before talking with Cosmo and Wanda,

"Are you guys going to be okay here?"

"Don't worry Sport; we'll be joining you after you get to school. You'll find us in your backpack as an eraser and a pencil. We just need to set up some things." Wanda answered.

Cosmo swiftly swam around the bowl in circles while screaming "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Well, I need to set things up. So we'll see you at school!" Wanda said shaking her head.

"'Kay, see you later!" Timmy smiled as he walked down stairs and out of the house.

As he passed by his parents he could feel their eyes on him, they never looked at him happy, but with a ice cold stare that hurt his heart.

"What's wrong with him?" He could hear his mom quietly ask.

"Dunno," His dad replied, equally as quiet.

Timmy sighed, his good mood now slightly dashed, as he walked out the door and headed towards the bus stop. He looked up and smiled when he saw Chester standing there, chewing on a piece of gum –that most likely pre-chewed before he got it. Terry scrunched his nose at the thought which ended up on Timmy's face

"Hey, Timmy and Terry!" Chester calls out and runs up to them, "I'm guessing Terry doesn't like ABC gum?" Chester asked as he sticks the pink gum behind his left ear.

Timmy stared at his best friend, dumbfounded and began stuttering,

"Hsgs …bzrff…HOW!?"

Chester just laughed as the school bus pulled up and then dragged Timmy by his arm. They both got on the bus, both taking a seat next to AJ.

The bus ride was loud and chaotic as usual, it seemed like every student was talking and there were random things being thrown across the bus. While the Chester struck up a conversation with AJ, Timmy became absorbed in his own mental conversation,

'How is it that Chester and AJ can us apart just from the smallest action?'

'Yet our parents can't even tell us apart physically…' Timmy could hear the disgust in Terry's voice

'C'mon I'm sure it isn't that bad.' Timmy tried defending his parents because, despite what Terry thinks, he still loves his parents.

'…Whatever you say.' Timmy breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't need another fight between the two of them.

Last time they fought it started as not talking to each other (which didn't last very long), then it was harsh words (Terry would use long words that Timmy didn't understand and Timmy would shout nonsense), it turned into a shouting match (Timmy would shout at a mirror while Terry shouted from within Timmy's head), and then they tried to hit each other: Timmy tried to swing at his mirror but tripped on a shirt on the floor and hit his head on the wall instead, which knocked out both of them in the end. Timmy, as Terry was sent to the hospital and they received medicine for both the head injury and the split personality, but the medicine kept making them sick. While they recovered, apologies were said, love was spread, and all was right with the Turner Household again.

Both Timmy and Terry wandered off into dreamland as the bus made its way to school. He didn't even notice the bus pulling up and opening its door until AJ gave him a (not so) gentle poke. Timmy entered the school with AJ and Chester tailing him when Timmy gets to his locker they go their separate ways. While entering the combination, he hears a poof from his backpack and opens up his locker. He opened his backpack and pulled out Cosmo and Wanda as a pencil and eraser and smiled, and headed off to class. Everything went smoothly for the day until he went to his last class, math. Math class was taught by the infamous Mr. Crocker.

"Good afternoon class," Mr. Crocker, aka Crackpot, said as he walked into the classroom, "today we are talking about addition." He drew a simple maths problem on the black board behind him.

"Now we all know that five plus five equals ten, but in a world with fairies..." He erased the six.

"who cares! In world of Fairies five plus five could equal pyramid, because in this world there are…FAIRY GODPARENTS!" The middle aged teacher spasm out with each syllable before falling on the floor with a scream.

"Who's that?" Wanda asked quietly from the desk.

"That's Mr. Crocker, he's known for being the crazy teacher that talks about fairies. You guys need to be careful around him," Terrence explained quiet.

Mr. Crocker resumed talking about fairies for the rest of the period. When class was over, Chester and AJ meet up with Timmy and the three walk outside before going their separate ways.

3:15 PM.

Timmy walked through the front door, satisfied that his day at school was relatively normal. He yawned as he walked through the living room.

"Hey son," Timmy's dad shouted with his usual large smile on his on his face, "Your mom and I are going to go out around 5:00!"

'Figures…'

"So try to stay out of trouble, okay?" Timmy's mom asked as she applied some make up while trying to wash the dishes.

"Yes Mother," Terry said.

Timmy walked upstairs and closed the door behind him and collapsed onto his bed. Cosmo and Wanda poofed out of his discarded backpack with worried glances.

"Is something wrong Sport?" Wanda asked as she floated near Timmy's left side.

"Whenever Mother says 'to stay out of trouble' she means that we have to hide our little secret or we'll be grounded," Terry said for Timmy from underneath a pillow.

"Terry, is that you?" Cosmo asked, floating by Timmy's right side, noticing the slight voice change.

"I don't think she meant it." Timmy said in a small voice, not noticing Cosmo and Wanda by his side.

Suddenly Timmy's head snapped up, his eyes were ruby red and he had a look of anger on his face. He stared into nothing before his face softened.

"Timmy? Terry? Please say something!" Wanda shifted so she was floating in front of Timmy, or at least Timmy's body, her face etched with worry.

"It's Terry." Terry ran a hand through Timmy's brown hair, "Timmy ended up passing out from exhaustion. He hasn't been getting much sleep."

Terry wasn't one to mince words or to sugar coat the truth, he turned his red eyes to the fairies, "It happens when one of us doesn't get enough sleep…If I pass out in my body, Timmy takes over and vise versa."

"Why are your eyes red?" Cosmo asked

"I don't know why, but it happens every time and Timmy tells me that his eyes are blue when he is in control of my body."

"Maybe you should take a nap?" Wanda suggested while she fluffed up the pillows on the bed, besides the one that Terry held against his body like a teddy bear

"That sounds like a good idea." Terry said with a yawn before lying against the other pillows Wanda poofed up. Wanda tucked the tired ten-year old into bed for a nap.

"So what do you want to do while they're asleep?" Wanda whispered while she leaned against Cosmo's shoulder.

Cosmo smiled and poofed the two of them away somewhere, leaving a quiet bedroom behind.


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